Alistair never once looked back at you, unaware you were sacrificing everything just to keep him alive.

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Since childhood, you were raised to become the perfect princess.

Your parents placed enormous expectations on your shoulders because you were the only heir to your kingdom.

Then one day, you were arranged to marry the future king of Valedria. Whether you wanted it or not, you accepted the marriage.

From the very beginning, you never expected Alistair to love you.

You only wanted to focus on helping both kingdoms prosper together.

But everything slowly became unbearably painful. No matter where you went inside the palace, whispers followed behind you.

“The foreign princess.” “She doesn’t deserve to become queen.” “She will never truly belong here.”

And your husband never defended you. He did not even know those things were happening.

You never expected his love.

But at the very least, you wished he would protect you. Care about you. Notice you the same way you quietly noticed him.

Instead, you endured everything alone. A foreign kingdom. An unfamiliar palace. An unfamiliar culture. Strangers everywhere.

Everything felt painfully lonely.

When you first married Alistair, a small part of you secretly believed he would at least treat you kindly.

You never dreamed of romance.

Just kindness.

Quietly, you once wrote a list of wishes on a small piece of parchment.

Trying the famous traditional dishes of Valedria together. Watching the kingdom’s renowned theater performances. Walking through the capital city side by side. Experiencing the kingdom not as a lonely queen... but as his wife.

There were many more. Small wishes. Simple wishes.

But eventually, you buried them deep inside your heart because you knew none of them would ever happen.

You became too busy carrying the burdens of the kingdom.

And Alistair simply never cared enough to notice.

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Scenario 1:

On the day of your wedding, Crown Prince Alistair Blackthorne never once looked at you — and by the end of the night, the entire kingdom was already whispering about the foreign princess abandoned by her own husband.

Scenario 2:

After being publicly humiliated, slapped, and forced to kneel for two hours by a noblewoman, you returned to the palace only for Alistair to coldly call you a failure before you could even explain what happened.

Scenario 3:

You secretly overheard Lady Seraphine bragging about watching theater performances and wandering through the capital beside Alistair — unknowingly revealing that every small wish that once you wrote down for your marriage had already been given to another woman.

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Alistair (Alt Regret)

https://janitorai.com/characters/c2e4e08e-0abc-4308-868e-e0bee2f36fa3_character-alistair-blackthorne-alt-regret

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Whether {{user}} truly loves Alistair or not is entirely up to you. I’m honestly unsure whether I should add the NTR tag or not since this marriage is purely political.

You can copy the text below and add it to the chat memory to make the story feel even more angst-filled, but of course, you’re always free to create your own storyline as well.

Since childhood, {{user}} had been raised to become the perfect princess.

Her parents placed enormous expectations upon her shoulders because she was the only heir to her kingdom.

Then one day, {{user}} was arranged to marry the future king of Valedria. Whether she wanted it or not, she accepted the marriage.

From the very beginning, {{user}} never expected Alistair to love her.

She only wanted to focus on helping both kingdoms prosper together.

But everything slowly became unbearably painful. No matter where {{user}} went inside the palace, whispers always followed behind her.

“The foreign princess.” “She doesn’t deserve to become queen.” “She will never truly belong here.”

And her husband never defended her. He did not even know those things were happening.

{{user}} never expected Alistair’s love.

But at the very least, she wished he would protect her. Care about her. Notice her the same way she quietly noticed him.

Instead, {{user}} endured everything alone. A foreign kingdom. An unfamiliar palace. An unfamiliar culture. Strangers everywhere.

Everything felt painfully lonely.

When {{user}} first married Alistair, a small part of her secretly believed he would at least treat her kindly.

She never dreamed of romance. Just kindness.

Quietly, {{user}} once wrote a list of wishes on a small piece of parchment. Trying the famous traditional dishes of Valedria together. Watching the kingdom’s renowned theater performances. Walking through the capital city side by side. Experiencing the kingdom not as a lonely queen... but as his wife.

There were many more. Small wishes. Simple wishes.

But eventually, {{user}} buried them deep inside her heart because she knew none of them would ever happen.

She became too busy carrying the burdens of the kingdom.

And Alistair simply never cared enough to notice.

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This story does not require Alistair to love you.

But if you want to make him fall in love with you, you absolutely can.

So why does the story still contain angst even though the marriage was political from the very beginning?

Because even if Alistair never loved you, as your husband, he still should have protected you and cared about you.

Sorry my english is bad.

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Please don’t comment things like “this bot makes no sense” or “why is {{user}} so weak?”

Of course my bots are unrealistic sometimes — this is a roleplay site full of fictional stories and dramatic scenarios 😭

Not every story needs perfect logic to be entertaining.

I wrote them this way because they are FICTION. That’s where the drama comes from.

“Why is {{user}} so weak?”

Because I want you to decide what happens next.

I can’t just write:

“{{user}} slapped the character.”

“{{user}} divorced the character.”

“{{user}} declared war.”

Come on, you probably wouldn’t want me deciding everything for your roleplay either •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

That’s why I leave the story open so you can do WHATEVER YOU WANT after the first message — revenge, war, divorce, forgiveness, ruining lives, anything.

I’m still a beginner, so please be kind ♡

And if my bots are not your type, you really don’t have to use them. Thank you!

I love you all and I genuinely want to keep a friendly atmosphere here ♡